Mr. Smith Leaves His Wife

Posted: October 7, 2015 in Friday Fictioneers
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Thanks to Ted Strutz we have a very thought provoking picture prompt for our Friday Fictioneers. Thanks also to our NEWLY RETIRED!!! leader. Congrats to her for starting a new and exciting life as writer/illustrator. Now, here is my 100 word story.


Once she was my rock, but now she’s gone all wonky. See? Day after day she wears a pillbox hat, one she felted herself for Christ’s sake, with scenes of the alps in screamin’-green and electrified-pink. And the dress (yes, entirely hand sewn) is dandelion-yellow silk decorated with small pieces of plastic cut to resemble rhombus window panes.
The necklace? you ask. Handmade?
Indeed! Tiny figurines she sculpted herself, people she loved, still loves or will love, she says.
I am not among them.
She hums, I bring her dinner. Winks, I bring her wine.
Tomorrow she’ll be serving herself.


  1. A sad image indeed. To get old is not easy, to take care of someone is not easy either.

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  2. Sad when life’s circumstances comes between loved ones but part of reality.

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  3. Honie Briggs says:

    I can see the scene. Great description. Sad tale.


  4. plaridel says:

    great description. i could imagine what she looks like.

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  5. I really feel for the guy and fully understand. Hope he find himself a young ‘un!

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  6. Sandra says:

    That line ‘I am not among them’ is a line that says it all about the way he feels. Well done Alicia!

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  7. micklively says:

    We each get only one life. Who has a spare one to spend on someone else?
    Good piece.

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  8. This says so much in so few words – very touching.

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  9. Melanie says:

    I wonder how much he ever really loved her if that’s how he feels now. Tough story, but well written.

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  10. Dear Alicia,

    It sounds like Mrs. Smith has gone beyond eccentric. Great descriptions.



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  11. draliman says:

    I can picture her easily thanks to your great description. A sad end to their relationship.

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  12. gahlearner says:

    This is so sad. I’d say, he only wants the sunny days, but then, he’s not among her loved ones, so his action is somewhat understandable. It’s sad to watch personalitites change, and hard not to judge people because they can’t help it. I watched my mother deteriorate after a severe stroke. One day she loved everyone, next day she hardly knew us, sometimes it was difficult to stay calm… Great story.

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  13. I missed the title at first reading. Mistake. I really don’t know what I would do in his position. Maybe it doesn’t make any difference to her if she’s totally out of it.

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  14. rgayer55 says:

    I’ve already gone wonky. However, Connie still makes me get my own wine. My Dad had dementia the last few years of his life. Mom was a real trooper. I hope I never find out that I have to be that strong. Excellent piece, Alicia.

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  15. Oh! I wonder what he would have felt if the roles were reversed, and she had left. He’s now among her loved ones, so maybe she knows his true nature. Great writing.

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  16. Such a deeply moving story, Alicia! The choices that people have to make are never easy, are they? And yet, whatever happened to “Until death do us part?”

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  17. hafong says:

    OH my gosh, Alicia! I see the dress. I see the woman wearing the dress. I see it’s me bringing her dinner but not me bringing her wine. The story reminds me of my past life as a nurse. Not sure if it’s this 😊 or 😞. But a great story nevertheless.


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  18. So very moving, Alicia. We all face things differently, but this story really moved me… the mystery and beauty in it is electric.

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  19. k rawson says:

    The voice is really great–paints quite a picture. Ironically, I think I went to this woman’s tag sale yesterday–the specifics are spot-on.

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  20. Dale says:

    She won’t notice he’s no longer visiting; sad but one must move on sometimes…

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  21. Amy Reese says:

    Great description, Alicia. I can just picture her perfectly and see her being not at all in touch with what’s going on around her and smiling. Sad tale. Well written, as always.

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  22. That’s so sad. I wouldn’t judge a person who weakens, but when you can’t handle it, you go for help. It’s tragic when it can’t be found. Thankfully, I found help within the community for my mother who had Alzheimer’s. We finally had to find a good nursing home for her. I can afford a caregiver 24/7 for my husband here in India.Well written, Alicia. —- Suzanne

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  23. It’s sad for the caretakers to deal with someone who is happy in their lost world but you’re unhappy seeing them that way. The caretaking is monumental. I think more should be done to create proper facilities for those with dementia and alzheimers. I’ve had friends that become tiresome from repetitious conversations. No jugdement to those who say, “Enough!!!”
    A timely piece described in a way that still demestrates caring. A thought provoking write.
    Isadora 😎


  24. Margaret says:

    I just love the description of Mrs Smith done up as the roundabout – it’s wonderful. I especially like the idea of the hand-carved necklace. Poor Mr Smith. He must have thought he was loved at one time. Great interpretation.

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  25. I would love a man who would bring me wine with a wink 😉

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